не любят, боятся нас. Мы наготове, патрон в стволе, Бог не выдаст, друг не предаст. Припев: Мы ангелы смерти, Между злом и добром, Мы ангелы смерти
, забери меня с собой, Жертву плоти земной… Впереди, необъятные земли, Ты лети, ты лети, Стать хотел богом любви, А стал Ангелом смерти. Под стоны крестов
In the great book of John you're warned of the day When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay The angel of death will come from the sky And claim your
We Assemble as Those Who were before Of the Principal Force and Form The Lightning Flash They are They Breathe the Word and it becomes We make the Covenant
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When the angel of death comes down after you Can you smile and say that you have been true? Can you truthfully say with your dying breath That you're
Respecting your wishes My brother, you wish to die In a bed surrounded by tubes Immobility's cast its shadow In your body numbness reigns You've calculated
You fall before us, shattered in vain You thrash about us, screaming in pain Tortured and flaming, you're on your knees you fucking whores, it's us you
So sorry, it got out of hand Sometimes it happens, You understand The prisoners broke free, inside of them was our experiment Like LSD to go public it
Deus deus - Angelus mortifer Deus deus - Angelus mortifer Moriar Don't wanna live for ever, I cannot stand that pain I'm giving up this life,don't cry
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain The way that I want you to die Slow death, immense decay Showers that cleanse you of your life Forced in like cattle you
Night time is falling on the city of decay Obscurity shrouds all around me The vision of an angel falling down from the sky Carrying the sword of vengeance
Above the wreckage of your mortal world, I stand Judgment passed delivered by his hand Now clear the smoke, there the ashes stand A fitting tribute to
We're angels of life, we're angels of death We're born to blaze a nuclear way through space A way out of the waste that held the human race We're angels
Part One This is a world blessed by the victims Of carnal tragedy The humans ritual of love and adoration Dense-woven history Sentiments decide existance
I've seen a fire start in Frisco The day that the earth quaked I've seen buildings a-blazing Throwing up in flames I heard men, women and children
Myriad choice of his fate Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose? Not a ghost bloodied country All covered with sleep
Angel of death A faceless evil spirit that haunts Searching for the soul that he must take Steed of white he rides Through the realms of unknown He is
